Writer: Azure K Mello

Title: A Bond Never Dies

Part: 42?

Words: 403

Warnings: Angst. Non-canon.

They snuck across the living room desperately trying to not wake the boy. Rapping lightly on Remus' door they heard a faint, "Come in," called to them. The werewolf was lying on top of the bed fully clothed. He was staring up at the ceiling as though it could give him some reasonable answer to an unreasonable question. As though he was waiting for cosmic intervention. He smiled wanly at them and motioned for them to come in as he sat up. "Is everything alright? Do you need anything?" he sounded tired and defeated somehow.

"We have a bit of a proposition for you," James said as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Sirius stayed just inside the door unsure of what to do.

"I told you in 6th year, I'm not into threesomes." Remus smiled at his two friends in a slightly apologetic way.

"No, Moony, it's not like that," James smiled, "We were wondering if you would like us to stay here. . . forever."

The man clearly saw it as a pity thing and replied softly, "I'll be fine, James, don't worry."

Sirius didn't want to watch his lover bollocks things up. Sometimes James didn't seem able to judge situations quite right and this seemed to be one of those times. "Remus," he said in an equally soft tone, "We all used to live together, before Lily and James had to go into hiding. They were good times." Remus winced at his lover's name but Sirius forged onwards, "Harry likes you and you're obviously fond of him. It just seemed like a good idea. Feel free to say no if you like your current arrangement. We can just get a place and visit each other lots and lots of times." He saw a myriad of emotions play out on his friend's face and he turned to James and said, "Would you please check on Harry? I think we might have woken him coming in here."

Knowing when he was being asked for a moment of privacy James just nodded and left. Sirius still hadn't moved from his position from the door. Speaking in a tone only Remus could hear he said, "You can say no. Maybe it's a bad idea: making you look at her son every day."

"It's not that I'm worried about." Remus shook his head as though he was throwing off the notion physically.